On the surrounding mountains, everyone looked at the man who was covered in blood and his eyes were shining red, and they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. After glancing at it, he hurriedly withdrew his gaze, not daring to look at each other for too long.

In the middle of the air above the Blood Table, Wu Chen's body was incomplete, and his body was shrouded in a faint blood mist, like a bloodthirsty Shura who had just crawled out of hell, coupled with the demonic red glow emitted by the moon on his hand, which shocked the audience.

On the opposite side, Hao Changkong's eyes are white, his sleeves dance in the wind, and the meaning of ruthless indifference emanates from within. He stared at Wu Chen and shouted: "What about your entry, I don't believe it, you have more sword intent than me!"

Between the sword lifting, the sword intent was overflowing, although it only felt half a trace of ruthless sword intent, but the meaning rhyme was like a vast sea, unstoppable!

The figure shook slightly, and he came to the top of Wu Chen, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and slashed it away with a sword in anger.

The space shook, and a huge sword carried ruthlessness, vowing to cut the man below down.

Looking up at the sky suddenly, Wu Chen's blood-red eyes seemed to cut through the sky, staring at the pale sword that had been slashed, and the corners of his mouth pulled up a bloodthirsty rhyme. The moon in his hand trembled rapidly, not afraid, but cheering and expecting.

"Today, I replace the sword with a sword to prove the intention of killing!"

Wu Chen raised his sword in the air and swung it upward, and in an instant, the red light was dazzling, and the huge blood blade light slammed towards the pale sword with killing intent and a demonic roar.

Boom, the sound shook the sky, and the space seemed to be torn apart. The wave ripples created by the collision of sword intent surged everywhere with ruthless and murderous intent. Everyone in the distance was shocked, and hurriedly used their own means to resist, but under the impact of sword intent, they all shattered and flew away.

The four protectors of the Xuan Ling hurriedly got up, and the spiritual power of the whole body rolled wildly, forming a four-sided spiritual power cage with a wave, which suppressed the sword intent.

Everything happened in an instant, Wu Chen's killing intent was unstoppable, breaking through the pale sword, with a terrifying blood light, swaying upward.

Seeing this scene, Hao Changkong's face was full of shock, and he hurriedly waved his hand, and a green armor appeared, turning into a huge green light shield to block it below, as if it didn't feel enough, and he instigated the spiritual power of his whole body to turn into a spirit shield to resist.

Sure enough, the green light shield didn't last long, and it was cut by the blood-red blade, and the killing intent attacked him everywhere, and the spirit shield flew away between the shatters, and the big mouthful of blood continued to gush out.

Wu Chen lifted his knife and chased Hao Changkong in a breath, his eyes were red, replaced by exhaustion and death.

Entering the country was too much for the monk's mind, and his body was injured and fatal, and it was all supported by the intention of killing. If you can do this, it may be that your obsession is not gone!

grabbed Hao Changkong's throat, and his tired eyes exuded ruthlessness, which was extremely scary.

"Stop! you've won, but let him go. At this time, the four protectors of Xuanling stopped the sword intent, flew over, surrounded Wu Chen, and said indifferently.

At this moment, they were extremely surprised in their hearts, because the sword intent that Wu Chen had comprehended just now was a trace of killing.

I can't help but sigh secretly, where is this person sacred, feeling the sword intent in battle, don't look at it as just a trace, most people may not realize it when they pursue their lives, and moreover, the killing sword intent is the most domineering.

Looking at Hao Changkong, who was like a dead dog in his hand, and then looking at the Xuanling Protector who was surrounded on all sides, Wu Chen bothered and made himself look not so tired.

A hint of mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he smiled fiercely: "Isn't this life and death platform only divided into life and death?

When the people around heard this, they were angry, but they didn't say anything after seeing the four Xuanling Dharma Protectors, so they just watched a good show, and it had nothing to do with them.

"The matter of the Xuanling Palace, it's not your turn to comment, let him go, you can spare you from dying!" Among them, the first protector had a gloomy face, staring at Wu Chen coldly, and the killing intent was pervasive.

"Wu is never threatened!" grinning, Wu Chen has made up his mind, even if he dies today, he will kill Hao Changkong. Just as he was about to act, a loud roar came from a distance, with a rolling momentum, like an explosion in his ears.

"Shaft, you dare!" In the far distance of the sky, an old man in gray flew quickly, and he was about to arrive in front of him in an instant.

Gritting his teeth, Wu Chen was ruthless, smashing Hao Changkong's throat violently, and threw it at the old man. Then he turned around and wanted to escape, but he was bombarded by the four protectors and smashed on the platform of life and death.

Although they didn't use all their strength, they still made Wu Chen spit blood from his mouth and die on the platform of life and death.

"You, look for death!" The gray-clothed old man hugged Hao Changkong's body and hurriedly sealed his soul to prevent it from dissipating. turned to look coldly at Wu Chen, who didn't know his life and death below.

This person was the Elder of the Dark Temple, and when the four Xuanling Dharma Protectors saw him, they immediately bowed their hands to worship. Leave Wu Chen, and the rest will not be in their hands.

"Kill my grandson, and the old man will grind your soul to ashes!" The elder of the dark hall sent Hao Changkong to the mountain, Yin stretched out his hand fiercely, grabbed it with five fingers, and saw Wu Chen's body on the life and death blood platform below trembling rapidly, and his soul was forcibly dragged out and pulled in front of him.

Seeing Wu Chen's soul staring at him fiercely, the corners of the Dark Hall Elder's mouth were full of cruelty, and he raised his hand to pinch it.

But at this moment, a touch of green light emerged, and the phantom of the soul bell came out, protecting Wu Chen's soul and turning into blue light and returning to the center of his body below.

Seeing this, the elder of the dark hall paused slightly, and after a light sigh, the terrifying aura of his whole body was released, which was the stage of transforming into a god. Under the fierce grasp again, the soul suppression bell was forced out of Wu Chen's soul, and was pinched by him, unable to move.

"This thing is quite good, it seems to be able to stabilize the soul source!" Seeing the Soul Suppression Bell, the Dark Hall Elder was overjoyed, his eyes turned to Wu Chen, who had a weak breath below, and his killing intent was condensed, and he pressed it with one palm.

The huge handprint with the aura of destruction smashed down on the platform of life and death, the extremely hard table, dust and smoke everywhere, and at this moment there was a huge handprint, which made everyone gasp.

With a flick of his sleeves and the smoke was dispersed, the elder of the dark hall raised his eyebrows lightly and stared at it, but there was no figure of Wu Chen in the handprint below.

His eyes narrowed slightly, he snorted lightly and turned around and pressed his palm into the empty space behind him, only to see a figure not far away flying out with Wu Chen spurting blood, but then he stabilized his body again, and quickly fled in the direction of the Xuanling Domain in front of him without looking back.

Without leaving the man in his hand, the Dark Temple Elder was angry and was about to pursue, when suddenly his whole body trembled, and his face was indescribably fearful. In an instant, he seemed to be smashed by a sledgehammer, fell straight to the ground, and knelt on the blood platform, and cracks appeared on the table.

Not only him, but all the monks here knelt on the ground in unison at this moment, and the four protectors of the Xuanling were also kneeling on the life and death platform below, their legs were bloody and blurred, which was extremely terrifying.

In the sky, a yellow-robed phantom was half-hidden and half-visible, and it was impossible to see the face. The aura on his body pressed and distorted the space, surrounded by nine dragons, roaring again and again, making people daunting.

"It's just a matter of not helping to find that person, and now the dispute is starting again, is what I said in the past false?"

The sound was rolling, echoing throughout the Xuanling Domain, and at this moment, all the people in the domain did not dare to come out.

As he spoke, the yellow-robed figure stared sideways into the distance: "You can't be in charge of the Xuanling Palace, I'll take care of it for you!"

He raised his hand and wiped it, and the Dark Temple Elders and the four protectors below instantly turned into blood foam, and then with a light move, a blue light rushed from the blood platform. After looking at his hand for a moment, he disappeared into thin air.

On the top of a large mountain in the Xuanling Domain, in the golden hall, a crane-haired childish figure sat on a gray futon, his palms were full of sweat and he didn't dare to move.

After the yellow-robed figure left, he looked into the distance and muttered, "After that is done, I can also reach such heights, and I will no longer be afraid of you!"

On the top of the big mountain around the platform of life and death, everyone was panicked and didn't dare to stay for a long time, so they turned around and left in a hurry. Zhili and Hua Haitang also quickly retreated with Ruoxi, but did not return to the cave, but went out of the Xuanling Domain.

Now that this thing has happened, although it has little to do with them, they don't dare to stay in the Xuanling Domain, first, for fear of being implicated, and secondly, for not being ashamed of this Xuanling Palace's style.

...

In the ancient space, Wu Chen's real body was furious, and he flew out of the Wupeng boat with Banxia, suspended above the Hanjiang River, his eyes staring into the distance like a torch, murderous, and then flew away without looking back.

"Xuanling Palace, it's too much to deceive people! In this case, I will kill the Holy Son of your temple first, and then slowly settle the account after I go out!"

...

In a certain cave, Zhili and Hua Haitang were in a hurry, because after they went out to find out the news of Wu Chen's deputy, Ruoxi was gone!

"It's all your fault, I said that I just went alone, you want to follow, it's okay now, Wu Chen doesn't know the news, Ruoxi is gone!" Hua Haitang sat on the ground, slammed her fist on the ground, and shouted at Zhili.

Strangely, Zhili didn't get angry, and rarely lowered her head and muttered, "I'm not worried about you!"

"What are you worried about me, I'm going to have something to do with my old man, woman's worries!" Hua Haitang exuded manhood all over her body, and she was also domineering in front of Zhili.

Seeing that Zhili lowered his head and was silent, he shook his head lightly and said abruptly: "That's it, let's look around, maybe Ruoxi woke up halfway and secretly ran out to find Wu Chen!"

The two walked out of the cave and searched around. However, half a day has passed, and I have searched for hundreds of miles, but I haven't found Ruoxi's figure.

This made them extremely worried, if Xi is not cultivated, she is beautiful and simple, what if she is arrested by the wicked?

...

The battle for the position of the Sealed Spirit Book is still held as scheduled, and the winner is undoubtedly a disciple of the Xuanling Chen Palace. But this year's Sealing Soul Book is not interesting, the Holy Sons are trapped in the ancient space, and the other sects have not sent disciples to come, which seems to be inconsistent with the truth.

In contrast, what people talk about is the bloody battle between Wu Chen and Hao Changkong's life and death platform.

The elders of the dark temple intervened, the mysterious man rescued, and the shock of the supreme appearance of the human world made the monks who came to watch not go in vain.

In the ancient space, feeling that the soul of the secondary body without the soul bell was slowly dissipating, Wu Chen's face was gloomy and terrifying, and he took Banxia everywhere to find the trace of the Xuanling Holy Son.

Although it has nothing to do with him, but now Wu Chen hates the Xuanling Palace, and all the people in the Xuanling Palace just want to kill him quickly. Of course, except for Zhili Hua Begonia, Hu Ji'er does not belong to the Xuanling disciples.

If the sects of each sect do not return to the sect within five years without a clear reason, they will be deemed to have left on their own, and will have nothing to do with the sect from now on, and will no longer be sheltered. Some will even be hunted down and killed by the sect, just so ruthless!

Regarding the scene of the appearance of the Supreme of the Human World, Wu Chen's real body didn't see it, and at this moment, he only knew that the Soul Suppression Bell was taken away by the Dark Temple Elder!

...

With Banxia, after looking for a long time, there is still no trace of the Holy Son and Li Tian, which makes him suspicious, could it be that they found the spatial passage and left?